"Twenty bucks, take it or leave it"
Eddie drops the near burned out cigarette onto the wooden deck, crushing it with a twist of his boot.
"tick tock, clocks a tickin'. And I want you to know I'm cuttin' you a deal here, 'cos I could easily sell this to any of the letterman douche bags for $25. $30 if they're particularly stupid. And let's be real, most of them are."
He pauses, swinging the baggie between his fingers for a few more seconds before stashing it safely back inside his leather jacket.
"alright, times up. I'm a busy man. This ain't the only party in town tonight, so my services are required elsewhere. If you change your mind, you know how to find me."














